The mockingbird chased the crow through the sky"I will pluck all your feathers and peck out your eyes""This is such a high price for your eggs", Crow replied,To which Mockingbird answered, "This is why you must die."Crow laughed and said, "No, This is why I must Fly Fly Fly."

The poor man stole bread, to feed his starving childSo they cut off his handAs the sheiks and the mullahs, stole the oil from the landTheir gold in the desert beguiledTo the poor man this is a bitter pillHis child is hungry stillAnd Allah scratched his head and saidDoes not anyone one down there kno my will?

To which Jesus answered, "they will bury me today"Beneath their religionAnd all I can say is,"I was sick and you visited meI was hungry and you fed me, I was naked and you clothed me"Enter into my joy- but they wanted their toysSo they turned a blind eyePassed my little ones byWith nary a sigh.

The hawk stood proudly on the ledgeLooking for prey.The crow and the mockingbird and a some other birds flew around himShouting, "Go Away".The hawk barely noticed their criesAnd he had nothing to say-They being food in his eyes